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Friday, May 3, 2013

Smile! Paparazzi coming through

One of my classes this semester has been photojournalism, and let me say I have enjoyed it more than I ever thought I possibly could. I have fallen in love with telling stories with pictures. This is not that far of a stretch for me though, given the nature of my mind.

For my last assignment/volunteer photography job I shot the area 18 Special Olympics. And, no... I am not sharing those pictures here. I gave those pictures to area 18 and I will not distribute them. However, the Special Olympics for area 18 happened to be the same weekend that my oldest daughter's senior prom was. I was privileged to take her prom pictures.

Let's face it, using the Canon 5d Mark II has been enjoyable. And I would love to have a good camera for myself.

I am sure these are not the BEST prom pictures ever seen in the world, but I am happy with the job I was able to do. Having only used the camera I believe a total of three times and never using anything aside from a point and shoot prior.

But now I am addicted. I WANT a camera that will give me good pictures. That is where my budget starts screaming. I am looking at a Canon T3i with two lenses, the 18-55mm IS and the 55-250mm IS. Needless to say, it is not cheap. Too bad poor college students aren't tax deductible when they have families of their own.

I can always dream though and hopefully one day it will happen, because I really enjoy taking pictures. Who knows, I do graduate in December.

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About Me

Always a creative, I have constantly sought out a way to tell a story. When I was a young child sitting next to my mother in church learning to take notes before I could even write, I would draw pictures of the message that was being shared. As I grew older I learned to communicate with tales from an amazing imagination. Once I got to be around 10, I received my first camera (an old 126 and then the 110 spy cam). I couldn't keep film in those, I was always snapping pictures. All through school I would journal and write. Once in high school freeverse poetry became a favorite and I was even recognized with one of my poems. The creativity never stopped.

And now, as I enter my second childhood, the muse is becoming a close friend once again.